One of the best things about being with Unbound is creating the rewards that supporters receive when they generously pledge. For £150 pledgers receive not only their names in the back of the book, signed copies and tickets to the launch party but also a personalised poem written by me. I love writing poetry so these challenges are really enjoyable. I posted ‘Our Boy, Jack’ earlier and here is the second one written for a dear friend Johnny whose twin loves are South Africa and his sons.
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VAN DAAR HIER
When Africa was my dream, my heart
It’s red earth blistered beneath my feet
A hard lemon Sun blasted it’s radiance
And the veld was baked hard like copper.
The South spread out in waterless plains
And Fever trees blessed an endless sky.
Good wine settled deep in our blood.
The braai spit hot, the dogs panting
For meat, ears flattened for an easy hand.
Afrika still visits late some nights
When the fire is down to ash and
Memories cut me to my weary wick.
Reaching for the warm, dull glass
By my elbow. Breathing in the
Comfort of leather and the weight
of dog on my feet. I remember Connal’s
hair, whipping in the choppy wind.
Eyes fixed ever forward, loaded with
Spirit and a gift for light. More at home
With the bush lifting the lions song
Than the mechanical grind of the West.
Now the ripe, green pitches of Sussex
Stay my hand, as heads leans in for
The knock of leather on willow.
Two boys in whites delivering runs.
And wickets before a jammy tea.
My life means something here with
you. Your boyish sweat is sweet and
I will always be your guard, my soul
alive with the weight of fatherhood
A polished, eager stone in the shape
Of someone constant and perpetual.